Kate asked, “What’s my name?” I told her. She didn’t ask any follow up questions. A little while later I mentioned that we would be going out for pizza last night and told her the name of the restaurant. She said, “You’re my brain.” Then she laughed and said, “And, I really mean it.”
These are not just examples of her dependence on me but also recognition of it. In her hour-long conversation with her church friend yesterday, I overheard her telling the friend how much she relies on me. I am always encouraged when I see signs that she can still accurately interpret what is happening around her. I don’t mean to say that her awareness extends to a lot of things, but I take satisfaction in her ability to read the social situations. That’s good.
